Island Blog #1

After the plane crash, my group and I have come together with our supplies. We’re wet and cold. The night was terrible, the temperature dropped down about 20 degrees. We were wet, having to sleep in the sand. Some of us didn’t even sleep for fear and strange creatures in the jungle. We need to make plans to survive this island until someone comes and saves us. We need a leader, someone who can step up to the plate. Maybe Victor, Charlie or I could be one of the leaders. Our bed sheets flew away in the storm and the bottles of rum broke. We still have the ax, fishing tackle, canned food (5 cans of baked beans), sunscreen, condensed milk,flippers and harpoon, binoculars, and the mirror.

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